At first my husband rejoiced in the lack of knitting.
"The phase has finally passed!"
I don't think 3 years counts as a phase...
"No more old lady knitting jokes!"
There wouldn't have been any in the first place if you hadn't supplied them...
"No more tetanus shots due to knitting needles!"
Touche, sir.
He finally asked why I haven't been knitting and I told him the story I've told everyone who asks, and oh MY have they asked. I am just now realizing how often I knit in public and how most everyone I know (even casually!) thinks of me as "the girl who knits". And the public story is this: I'm just so very tired with the pregnancy and I've been going to bed pretty much the second the boys are down and when I *am* awake and have nothing to do (which happens... not that often) I pretty much only have enough energy to sit there and try to keep my eyelids open.
Brian finally said to me about two weeks ago- "You know, you're not going to bed that early any more- you definitely have time to knit again if you want to."
And while he is right, the knitting absence is really due to a whole other reason.
I was knitting this for her, and while I finished in time to gift it, she didn't make it to the Christmas it was supposed to be gifted on.
And I just haven't been able to get up the energy to go again.